(S. Eaton)
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She walks in the field that's just across the way
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And picks all the flowers that brighten up a day.
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And the blue velvet cape that she wore around her neck,
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And the red in her cheeks gave a Rag Doll effect.
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The wind in the trees sings a sad, sad, sad song,
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I lie in my bed listenin' all night long.
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A wind in the trees sing a song just for me,
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And bring back the Rag Doll to me.
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Oh, how I long to have her back here by my side.
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The happiness of yesterday, it damn near cost my pride.
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There ain't nothin' worse than losin' when you've everything to gain.
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I've just got to get that woman back or nothing will be the same.
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The wind in the trees sings a sad, sad, sad, sad song,
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I lie in my bed listenin' all night long.
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A wind in the trees sing a song just for me,
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And bring back the Rag Doll to me.
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And bring back the Rag Doll to me.
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Rag Doll
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| Art Garfunkel |
